i just saw an asian skipping down the street and it made me think of you
Where you at
assisting at a photo shoot in williamsburg till 7ish. wassup?
Doesn't matter. I already jerked off in your bed.
hooking up with my manager sounds like an even better idea while i'm sober.
I can't tell if your life is amazing or needs reevaluation when "did I get hit with a nightstick" is a legitimate question.
Well on the bright side, I only need a sophomore to complete the fuck-a-guy-from-every-year-challenge.
It was good I woke up with my mattress on top of me. I walked around naked the whole night as people wished my Happy Birthday.
Weekend has begun hello red wine at 10am on a Wednesday
I need to puke. I need a shower. I need rehab. I need to detox and puke. I feel like demons are inside of me.
They took my balls.
We'll just charge in there, all pant less and fabulous demanding he give back her ferret.
I walked out and he was covered in jelly, slithering around the floor. I don't know how to process that.
Alcohol won't break your heart. I mean, unless it's all gone maybe
And then I woke you by humping you to Lionel Ritchie.
I think he is using me to sort through his relationship issues, past and present. I did not sign up for this. All I want is booty. Am I the dude in this relationship?
fuck st louis. fuck their hockey. fuck their basball. fuck their football if they still got it. fuck their tiddlywinks teamm. fuck their ribs. fuck their entire city. what im trying to say is i dont like st louis
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